Like many European composers before him who have made the pilgrimage across the Atlantic to offer their talents on the altar of Hollywood, Max Richter has learned to become proficient in the rituals of studio networking.
“Today is a meeting day. I’ll sort of have the same conversation 11 times,” said the Berlin-based English composer on a recent visit to Los Angeles.
It was early morning and Richter, 49, was seated in the dining room of his posh West Hollywood hotel, finishing a plate of scrambled eggs. Tall and pale in complexion, he seemed completely relaxed despite the demanding day ahead of him.